Who gets to speak? Who is allowed to protest? According to Yvette Felarca, “not fascists.” http://reason.com/blog/2016/06/26/anti-fascist-leader-very-proud-of-white
Note that the “fascists” had a permit, had gotten permission for a peaceful rally, and were attacked by a much larger number of “anti-fascists.” There are videos and still images going around. WeaselZippers had a good run-down, as do other sites. But, according to the “anti-fascists” what they did is OK, because they are the good guys, defending the world from evil and hateful things. Like standing on the steps of the state capitol and espousing ideas that other people do not like. Continue reading
Probably because of the pending 4th of July festivities, partly because of the Brexit, partly because of the “scuffle” in Sacramento this past weekend, I started to daydream about what the country would look like if – all known and unknown deities forbid – the SMOD, Yellowstone Volcano, a plague of Rodents of Unusual Size, and other things struck and my legions of flying monkeys and I were left in charge of the world.
- Everyone would pay a flat 10% income tax. No exemptions, no deductions, if you are over age 16 and you earn money, you pay 10%. If you are in the military there is a drop to 5% while on active duty and 8% while in the reserves. In exchange you get a Taxpayer Card or certificate showing that you have paid in full and are eligible to vote and to participate in such things as Judicial Tomatoing. Continue reading
. . . because this blogger’s brain is blank. I finished “Ivan the Purrable and the Twelve Dancing Princesses” yesterday and started the next Colplatschki novel.
I seem to have used up my store of think for the day. Sorry.
I am a wee bit introverted. I can do well addressing 400 people at an academic meeting. I can handle two or three folks that I know. But being invited out-of-town to meet a herd of people I know only via reading their blogs was a wee bit . . . nerve-wracking. That and trying to get the Alexi novella done enough to not worry about it, plus finally having a date for the Great Dental Adventure (which threatened to upset my plans to attend LibertyCon). You could say that I was a titch bit frazzled, yes. Continue reading
So, last week I was out doing my pre-dawn cardio work out, late enough that I was able to watch the sunrise. The full moon still lurked pretty high in the western sky but clouds striped the east, several layers worth, and from the get-go yo could tell that this would be one of those sunrises worth getting up for. I opted to saunter briskly away from Redquarters, to an area where I had a good view of the eastern sky.
E-book is live.
“I’m fine.” Or so Rada Ni Drako assures everyone, including herself. She recovered from the Traders’ attack and everything functions as it should. Or does it?
That which is brittle does not bend: it breaks. And when the Cat breaks, even the Dragons may not be enough to hold her back.
There’s a saying about never attribute to malice what can be attributed to stupidity or ignorance or yes. I try to follow that rule of thumb. Conspiracies never did much for me because how can that many people keep a secret for so many years? No, the government is not secretly planning to [bad Thing], it is two groups of turf-jealous bureaucrats refusing to talk to each other, with predictable results. But now, now I’m beginning to understand how people start seeing conspiracies and secret plots. And it has to do with health insurance, especially mine. Continue reading